That don’t mean i’ma stunt her
I"m the designated driver
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
Cause the systems labeled me worthless and a fucking joke,
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
The day before is better than the present
I fucking hate this job
Like the meth you smoke your a joke
Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort
Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard
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